getting over it

so, the crazy life that i'm living is ending in a little over a week. oh! i just realised that sounded suicidal. No. I could never do that. What I mean to say is that hopefully, in a little over a week, i will know what's happening with where i'm living, i won't have to drive back home every single weekend, and i won't have to work a crazy number of shifts on the weekend. I should probably be driving back to the other place now - but the air inside my car is fire to my lungs, and i have no airconditioning, so i'm putting it off for as long as possible. (why did i get a car with no aircon?!) Tomorrow is St Pats day. I love St Pats day. Even when i don't do anything to celebrate the occasion, i always seem to be a little bit brighter. Maybe remembering st pats days passed? *sigh* anyway. I now have to decide if i want to live with bouncer guy, buddhist guy and another girl or find new people all together. I hope I get the house I want.

chirp chirp. *shrugs*